Patron Reward: Warcraft Catfight (Patreon)

Another donor reward for the month. Two WoW players take their online rivalry too far and meet up for an irl catfight.

Heather and Amanda had been at each other’s digital throats in World of Warcraft for a long time. Once they reached the required level for PVP, they happened to run across each other time and time again. Amanda’s gnome mage and Heather’s Tauren druid had killed each other more times than they could count and they were starting to get especially bitter about it. One too many ganking ambushes pushed Amanda over the edge. She slammed her mouse down and did some quick searching. It wasn’t too hard to find Heather on the Warcraft forums and she started pelting her with furious private messages.

“There you are, bitch! This is Megine from your server, and I’m sick of your shit! If you’re dumb enough to go horde, I’m not surprised you’d resort to such cheap tactics. I’m going to find you and fuck your stupid cow ass up!”

Heather was too furious at her online rival to bother reporting her. She started typing up her own heated reply.

“First of all, I picked Tauren for the stats like a real player. I didn’t go with the cutesy little slut race so you can live out your trashy fantasies of guys even looking at you. Second, I didn’t need to play Alliance to feed my insecure conscience. It’s a game and I’m in it to win it. Go join an RP server, bitch.”

They shot insults back and forth, only escalating their feud so that it transcended the game itself. Their verbal assaults became more personal and frequent until they started to realize they lived closer to each other than they thought. It explained their shared time zones and why they were always on at the same time.

Amanda was the one who finally dragged their online feud into reality. She called out Heather for a 1v1 duel irl, which they eventually specified to meet up in a motel. They didn’t know what the other looked like, but they would recognize each other by their respective horde and alliance t-shirts. Amanda reserved their room and waited in the parking lot, eying every car that came and went until she saw her rival arrive.

Heather wore her Horde shirt as planned, but Amanda was surprised by her appearance. She was expecting a chunky nerd behind the computer, but Heather was a thin and attractive redhead. She had some light freckles over her cheeks and long, dark red hair. Her shirt and tight jeans framed a slightly curvy figure, forcing Amanda’s eye to wander over her tits and hips.

Amanda was similarly attractive, which was one more reason for her to get bitter and jealous. She was blonde with some stylish glasses, no more than a couple inches shorter than Heather. Her shirt with the Alliance emblem was stretched tight over her full breasts, her shoulder-length hair brushing against the shoulders of her black and gold tee.

The girls quickly identified each other, grimacing at their online enemy. There weren’t many things they hadn’t said in text already, and anything further they wanted to do in private. No interruptions. No police, pedestrians, or mobs of ogres to interrupt them.

Amanda wordlessly turned and opened one of the motel rooms with her key. She stepped into the single bedroom structure and left the door open, watching Heather like a hawk as she followed her in and shut the door behind them.

“I’m surprised you even showed up,” Amanda taunted as soon as she heard the entrance clicking shut.

“Hey, I had to blow off a raid invite to be here. You don’t look like you’d be worth the XP from beating your ass,” Heather shot back.

“I could always take your panties as loot if I didn’t think it’d deal poison damage,” the blonde snarled.

She stepped up to get into Heather’s face, the redhead already moving to do the same. It bumped their breasts together, sending a tingle from their nipples down their backs. Their racing hearts skipped a beat before Heather struck first. The redhead’s hands went right for Amanda’s neck, trying to throttle her increasingly frustrating enemy like she had in some of her most enjoyable dreams.

Amanda was reaching for Heather’s hair, making them both reach their targets while entangling their arms. It limited their effectiveness as Heather simply grabbed the blonde by the shoulders and sent them tumbling onto the bed. The girls shrieked and growled as their building tempers flared up into a hateful fury.

“You goody two-shoes Alliance bitch!” Heather seethed as she drove some claps across Amanda’s face.

The blonde grunted briefly between her seething growls as the slaps knocked her glasses off her face. Amanda sucked in a breath before spiking her leg up between Heather’s. Her knee slammed into the crotch of her jeans, making Heather’s freckled face lock into an expression of utter agony.

“Does THAT feel goody two-shoes to you, cow slut!?” Amanda raged as she shoved back on Heather’s shoulders.

The redhead staggered and barely stayed on her feet as Amanda rose to hers. She followed up on her earlier strategy and grabbed two handfuls of long red hair. She turned Heather around and slammed her face into the nearest wall, rattling a few nearby pictures hanging off of it. Heather got her arms up enough to cushion the blow, but it didn’t keep her tits from being crushed between her chest and the wall.

“Backstab, bitch!” Amanda jeered as she drove a punch into Heather’s side. The redhead grunted had as the Alliance player pulled back on her shirt, yanking it off over her head.

“Fucking cunt!” Heather hissed, her arm crossing instinctively over her shapely chest.

Amanda’s eyes locked onto the round targets and immediately lashed out at them. She slapped Heather across her tits, making her flinch before the redhead struck back. She threw herself into Amanda and brought them both slamming down to the floor. The blonde’s back ached briefly before they started rolling over each other, tangled in a catball of clawing and yanking each other around.

Heather tore herself away from their death grip, gaining a few scratches on her bare arms and losing a few painfully plucked strands of hair in the process. It gave her the reach she needed to clock Amanda across the face, knocking her silly. The redhead used the opening to climb higher on her body, sitting with her knees resting on the blonde’s arms and pinning them to the floor.

“Guess you’re just as strong as a mage in real life,” Heather taunted.

She lined up a punch behind her before driving it home, sinking her knuckles into Amanda’s belly. The blonde grunted loudly, flopping and kicking as she tried to force her way free from the pin.

“At least you smell like a dirty OP druid! OOF!”

Amanda just drove a few more amateur but still painful punches into Heather’s stomach, leaving it red with some early signs of bruising developing on the sexy but inexperienced fighter’s belly. Amanda felt her rival’s hand curl into a claw shape before she dug her nails into her abs, scratching and squeezing until she was shrieking underneath her.

Amanda’s thrashing hadn’t been for nothing. She caught the front of Heather’s jeans in her flailing, yanking open the button and zipper. She reached inside and grabbed onto the front of her “Druids do it like animals” panties, digging in with her own painted nails. Heather howled in sudden agony as she jerked back, letting go of Amanda’s stomach to escape the pain in her privates.

Amanda held onto her pants, yanking them off of her as she stumbled backward. They both hurried to their knees, gingerly touching their fresher injuries. Their eyes locked with a hateful scowl, unwilling to tend to their own pain when they could be dishing out more on their rival.

They threw themselves at each other, clawing, slapping and kicking whatever they could reach. Amanda scratched at Heather’s tits, quickly tearing off her bra before going to work lower. She grabbed and pulled at her panties, trying to use them as leverage while she tore them from her hips. Heather tore a hole in Amanda’s leggings while she was slapping and clawing her ass, ending up ripping them from her body along with her own underwear. They thirst for new and more painful targets kept them stripping each other until the frantically fighting hellcats were completely naked.

Heather got a firm grip on Amanda’s hair, wrenching it backward to make her arch her back. The blonde shrieked in pain, but it only grew louder when the Horde druid player bit into one of her naked tits. Amanda’s eyes watered as she ripped and tore at Heather’s hair, trying to tear them back apart.

“Get off, you ugly bitch!” Amanda screamed as she slapped and clawed at Heather’s own hanging tits.

The catty brawlers stumbled around the room, bumping into furniture at random until Amanda grabbed a lamp off a nearby side table. She swung it into the side of Heather’s head, cracking it against her temple. It wasn’t hard to find when her mouth was latched onto her tit, landing a clean hit as Heather gasped and parted her mouth at last. Amanda ignored the bright red teeth marks on her chest as she lost her grip on the lamp, letting it fall clumsily on her foot as Heather was left reeling.

Amanda grabbed Heather’s arm and threw her onto the bed, hastily mounting the dazed redhead with a reverse facesit. She planted her naked and curvy ass on the Horde girl’s face, making sure she pinned down her arms like Heather had done to her before. The redhead came to her senses just to shriek and struggle uselessly beneath her rival.

“Gotcha, bitch! Not about to shapeshift your way out of this one!” Amanda mocked.

She drove a swift punch into Heather’s stomach, instantly winding her before she sat further back. Her round ass stuffed itself over the redhead’s face, making breathing even more difficult for her. She could barely move her arms enough to scratch feebly at Amanda’s ankles, and her face wasn’t at a good enough angle to bite into anything.

Amanda only increased her sadism as she grabbed Heather by the pussy. She slowly raked her nails up along her lips, getting her breathless screams to pick up the pace. She kicked and writhed beneath her, trying to clumsily cross her legs. Amanda could feel herself getting aroused as she scratched the streak of red claw marks up Heather’s stomach before reaching her tits. She brought a hand to each of the inviting orbs and squeezed them hard, puffing them up even further before she pinched around her nipples. The hard nails jammed into them painfully as Heather shrieked in agony beneath her.

“You give up, bitch!? Otherwise I can find out if Tauren bitches give milk!”

Amanda pulled and stretched and twisted her nipples until she could feel Heather’s screaming tears of pain running over her ass cheeks. Her nearly crippled fists beat against the blonde’s ass as she nodded underneath her. Amanda lifted her hips just enough to let her gasp for breath, pain making Heather’s gasping breaths quiver.

“Say it, slut! Say Alliance is the best faction!”

Her priorities were still in place, after all.

“Alliance rules. Way better than the Horde!” Heather panted weakly.

“Damn right!” Amanda snapped.

She sat up abruptly and shoved Heather to the floor. The redhead landed with a dull thump, curling up and moaning as she clutched her chest. She looked back up through teary eyes to see Amanda jump off the bed towards her.

“For Gnomeregan!” she shouted as she landed sitting right on Heather’s stomach.

The redhead huffed, her arms bucking from the hard impact before she fell limply back to the floor. Amanda got back up, catching her breath as she looked over Heather’s limp and unconscious form. She found her clothes before fishing out her phone, taking pictures of her naked, KOed rival for her own personal use later. She got redressed before deciding to get one more pic for her own aroused enjoyment. She grabbed Heather’s Horde t-shirt and with some intense effort, she tore it to shreds and threw the remains on her naked rival. She snapped one more picture of her giving her the finger from behind the camera before leaving victorious. She’d return the key and leave the redheaded bitch to figure out how she was going to get back home without a shirt.